Archive for March, 2010

Blessed

March 29, 2010

“BTW – hey, do you like chocolate? A friend of mine brought me some from my country, and would love to send you some.. just because you are so nice and always willing to help =), well that’s if you like chocolate haha =)”

When I was younger I would always tell people that when I did something for someone I never expected anything in return. When their brows raised in speculation I would explain.

If you do something for someone and expect nothing in return, you will not be disappointed if they do not return your favors. However, if they do something for you in return the blessings will be so sweet because you were not expecting anything to begin with.

I returned home from a shoot on Riverside today and opened my mailbox with hands glistening lightly from the sweat of being beneath the Oklahoma sun for two hours that had gone by entirely too fast. I looked down at the simple white label placed upon a humble white box and grinned from ear to ear.

Angie Cárdenas, I doubt that the cookies will last until the end of this week, but my gratefulness for you will always remain. Thank you ever so for being such a wonderful soul and making my life all the more sweeter… in more ways than one.


Mrs. Allison

March 27, 2010

We walked in the City of Sin as two women completely out of place beneath the glow of the neon lights and lingering redolence of cigars whose names I will perhaps be never able to pronounce. Yet, as we traversed upon the pavement plastered with the pictures of a thousand women I found a friend. Weaving around hundreds of pedestrians I discovered a confidante. With every step I took I found myself deeper and deeper into conversation with her, as though I had known her for years but had never been able to recall her face.

I’ve never met a soul quite like Brandis Allison. She has such a beautiful heart, a genuine and honest manner of speaking, and a pair of such lively and excited eyes. Ask her about her family. Her face will positively beam with happiness and pride. She had only been away from her husband and two children for a short while, but I could tell that in her verbal recollections her heart ached to be with them.


When I spoke to her about her business I knew her clients were, are, and will be, some of the most blessed in the world. The love she has for the people she photographs is ever so evident that it’s near contagious. Her passion for bringing out the beauty in those around her is so very admirable and her approach to her photography is so fresh and pure. She smiles at the end of every sentence. It is without a doubt one of the loveliest things I have ever witnessed.

Mrs. Allison, you are such a wonderfully beautiful person. Inside and out. Your clients are so fortunate to have a photographer who cares so much about them. And I am ever so blessed to have made a lifelong friend in you.

xoxo

-Rebekah Elena

Vegas

March 13, 2010

March 3rd, 2010

Four hours and it has yet to sink into me. Outside three inches of glass lays a world that, all my life, has been nothing but a rumored city, a personification of sinful glamour or innocent adventure. The sun still hangs above the mountains, a brash contrast to the man made beasts of architecture which rise from concrete depths. At their feet rush hundreds of cars, speaking the language of the city, their wheels forming an intricate dance on the tar carpets that stretch for as far as my eyes can see.

Cliche, ever cliche, will be the moment when the sun rests and night awakens. I’ve heard the rumors of the urban fireflies that light up the nights in Nevada, but I’ve yet to witness them so close. Perhaps curiosity drives me to patience. Perhaps I wish to see two worlds in one day. Perhaps I’m half expecting to awake from a vivid recollection of an event never experienced. Perhaps.